Like all other regular people, I did a lot of dumb things when I was a teenager. In addition to maintaining embarrassing MySpace and LiveJournal accounts, I once followed a guy through that drainage tunnel because he looked cute in a spelunking helmet. Another time, I threw a party when my parents were out-of-town and made trashcan punch out of sparkling grape juice. There was also a three-month period when I integrated myself into the entourage of a teenager garage rock revival band, whose members all bore an uncanny resemblance to Blake Anderson.
Oh well, I guess all that isn't too bad. At least I didn't flip a truck while trying to run over a coyote.
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